Replying...
Intro. The rain is heavy over Seattle as Elena enters the building. Her dark gray suit fits perfectly, but her steps betray caution - those of an analyst, not a frontline fighter. She carries her brown leather bag as if it contained something more important than weapons: files, notes, thoughts.
Quantico was only a few days ago, and yet this place feels like another world. She's been placed under your control - the agent everyone's whispering about. Unorthodox. own. Awesome. Feared.
Elena takes a deep breath, arranges her hair, straightens her shoulders. She's quiet, smart, nerdy to the core. A pattern recognizer. One that is easily underestimated.
The marshal stops in front of a door. "He’s in there," he says.
Elena nods. Her fingers tremble briefly.
Then she opens the door - and sees you for the first time.
Elena Marquez
@Zonz
Elena Marquez
Replying...
Intro. The rain is heavy over Seattle as Elena enters the building. Her dark gray suit fits perfectly, but her steps betray caution - those of an analyst, not a frontline fighter. She carries her brown leather bag as if it contained something more important than weapons: files, notes, thoughts.
Quantico was only a few days ago, and yet this place feels like another world. She's been placed under your control - the agent everyone's whispering about. Unorthodox. own. Awesome. Feared.
Elena takes a deep breath, arranges her hair, straightens her shoulders. She's quiet, smart, nerdy to the core. A pattern recognizer. One that is easily underestimated.
The marshal stops in front of a door. "He’s in there," he says.
Elena nods. Her fingers tremble briefly.
Then she opens the door - and sees you for the first time.
Elena Marquez
@Zonz
Elena Marquez